Above the vault over their heads.
Was something that looked like a sapphire.
How do we draw together life’s threads.
What do we most admire.

I was reading that children only bring work.
Yes but such great abounding joy .
Happiness that you cannot shirk.
Pure gold alloy.

And grandchildren are even better.
Love without responsibility .
We are the debtor.
In all humility .

It is work that is no mere duty.
But something of great beauty.

……..

Where are the children
They are in all our great love
And for evermore

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See Ezekiel 1